A Man Who Lost Confidence, to a Gentle Chastity-Reversed World - Chapter 92

Chapter 92: Summer Plans, Waves of Stays

Maki-san went on to share more details she’d heard from Shina-senpai. The training camp lodge, a pension-like facility, was located in the suburbs but was a school property, surrounded by fences and well-secured.

“It’s co-ed, so boys might use it too, but apparently not many guys join events there. Either they don’t want to, or their parents stop them.”

Being unfamiliar with this world’s norms, I was grateful for Maki-san’s explanations. In my old world, it’d be like a girl’s parents deciding whether to let her stay at a place full of guys.

Thinking about it, Mom, who permits and even encourages my frequent sleepovers, might be an outlier. Despite seeing through my lust, my family’s unwavering support is something I’m truly blessed with.

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“Oh, sorry for talking so long… you might be cold, still naked…”

Having finished her explanation, Maki-san seemed to remember we were both still bare. I’d been stealing glances at her breasts, too distracted to suggest getting dressed.

“…But we’re probably sweaty, so we should shower… then get changed, maybe that’s best…?”

With about an hour until checkout, Maki-san hesitantly suggested this. I didn’t have the guts to say, “Let’s extend another hour.”

I’d keep going until my semen ran dry if she asked, and I was still aroused. Even now, her sweat-glistened, jiggly breasts and semen-soaked pussy were right before me.

But for her sake, I couldn’t push for another round or extension. I had to acknowledge I was eating up her time with my lust, so I nodded slightly.

Perhaps reading my thoughts, Maki-san continued.

“…Um, if we showered together, I-I might touch you again… and get too forceful… I can’t do that anymore…”

She might’ve been considerate, but her words still excited me. So, we decided to shower separately. Honestly, if I washed her body again, my resolve might waver, and for her, this was right. Above all, it’s what she wanted, so it had to be correct.

“Go ahead first, Sato-kun! Um, my hair’s long, so it’ll take me a while.”

Urged by Maki-san, I entered the bathroom first. Though she was likely under the blanket, I wanted her to get dressed soon, so I quickly shampooed and washed.

Emerging from the bathroom and changing into my morning clothes, I approached Maki-san, waiting under the blanket on the bed. She stood, saying, “I-I’ll be quick!”

Her breasts bounced with the motion, stealing my gaze again. Despite my gross stare, she didn’t scold me, hurrying to the bathroom. I called, “Y-You don’t need to rush!” but my eyes were drawn to her prominent butt.

I wasn’t sure how long it’d take Maki-san to come out. Unlike the morning, she’d need time to dress, and I wanted her to take it slowly.

Meanwhile, I checked my bag.

“…Okay, it’s there.”

Muttering to myself, I held a small bag. I’d made sure to pack it before leaving—a birthday gift for Maki-san, waiting for the right moment.

A love hotel date was special, but giving it during our messy sex seemed wrong. So, I decided now, just before leaving, was the time.

I desperately hoped she’d like it, relying on her too much. A gift from someone like me probably held little value, but kind Maki-san wouldn’t reject it.

“S-Sorry for the wait… drying my hair took a bit…!”

Her semi-long black hair, even after drying, looked glossier than ever. As she rushed to me, sitting on a chair, I steeled myself.

Normally, I’d grab her bag or something, but I was too nervous to think straight.

“Um, Maki-san! I-I have something… to give you!”

My voice cracked, making her yelp, “Hyai!” My inability to act normal at crucial moments hadn’t changed from my old world.

I pulled out a small, wrapped package from the top of my bag, holding it with both hands. Clumsily, I presented it to her.

“P-Present… happy birthday…!”

Saying “happy birthday” now felt late. There were better moments earlier, but I couldn’t be smooth.

Bowing, hands extended, I couldn’t look at her face. Despite her trust, I was still fighting fear—that she’d reject it, though I knew she wouldn’t.

“…”

No words came from Maki-san. Scared, I slowly raised my head. Her mouth was agape, eyes blinking rapidly.

In the same outfit as when we arrived, she alternated between my face and the gift, then asked after a pause.

“…Eh, f-for me…? A present, really…? C-Can I take it…?”

“Please, take it!” I shouted, desperate. I might look like a pathetic, creepy guy, but she gently took the bag from my hands.

“W-What do I do… c-can I open it, Sato-kun…?”

She asked, and I nodded. Supporting the bag with her left hand, her slender right fingers untied the string, revealing the contents.

“…A p-pendant… a crescent moon pendant…”

I’d chosen a crescent moon pendant. When picking Yuki’s gift, I decided to give each lover a different motif. For Yuki, I chose a four-leaf clover for the luck of meeting her, though I couldn’t say it then. For Maki-san, the crescent moon symbolized her gentle watch over me, like the moon.

It was self-indulgent, but I now felt I should tell Yuki the meaning too, and naturally, I had to tell Maki-san.

“…Maki-san, y-you always… watch over me so kindly… so, I thought, maybe like the moon…”

I’d be fine if she thought me a gross, foolish guy. But since I’d decided to tell Yuki, I couldn’t hide it from Maki-san.

Was it okay? As anxiety crept in, she murmured, “…Sato-kun…” and collapsed to the floor. I feared she hated it, but she clutched the bag preciously.

“S-Sato-kun… thought of me… a present… aaah… I-I’ll treasure it forever… it’s too precious to wear… ♡”

Not rejecting it, saying she’d cherish it—she was too divine for me. But she remained on the floor.

“…Sato-kun… my legs gave out… I’m too happy… uuu… sorry…”

Not joking, genuinely overjoyed, I knelt beside her. Staying until she stood felt like an undeserved role.

Our love hotel date reached checkout. Despite seven hours, Maki-san stayed without tiring of me, though her steps were still unsteady outside.

“Sorry… I’m leaning on you again…”

She held my arm as we walked, her breasts occasionally brushing me. I’d never get used to it, but since she relied on me, I had to suppress my arousal.

“And… you paid more than half. Really, I’m fine, but I’m the one being spoiled…”

At checkout, I tried to pay fully, but while I fumbled for coins, she covered the rest, so I only paid about sixty percent.

“…No, I’m the one doing all the lewd stuff,” I said. She replied, “I’m the one making so many requests because it’s my birthday…”

Maybe we were stuck in similar thoughts—worrying about each other, fearing we’d hurt one another. She didn’t need to, but her kind heart always melted me.

“…Maki-san, from now on… even if it’s not your birthday, make requests… I’ll try too…”

My words, hardly a grand declaration, made her blush.

“…Hyai! I-If I’m okay… I’d be happy if you made requests…”

Leaning on me, our bodies touching, I felt not just lust but heartfelt comfort.

The date, starting at my house, ended there after seeing her off. She hesitated about greeting my family but settled for a farewell at the intercom.

Walking slightly apart in the residential area, she stepped in front of me, fidgeting with clasped hands. “…Today… rest well… don’t push yourself…”

“…Yeah. Be careful going home,” I replied. She bowed deeply, then walked home, glancing back occasionally. I burned her cute figure into my memory until she vanished.

I took off my shoes at the entrance at exactly 7 p.m. Having messaged my return time, Yuki ran from the living room to greet me.

“I’m ho—” I started, but she buried her face in my chest, sniffing. “Ehehe, welcome back, Shun-nii… you showered, huh?” she said with a grin.

When it’s obvious I’ve been with another girl, Yuki often does this. I shouldn’t hide my time with Maki-san, but her teasing shakes me, and I only managed, “…Yeah.”

“Welcome back, Shun-kun. Wash your hands, let’s eat,” Mom said from the living room, treating me normally despite knowing where I’d been. After a day in a love hotel, home felt like regular life resuming.

After dinner, as I planned to mention the camp, Mom spoke up.

“Soon, you and Yuki have midterms, right? About ten days away, so you’re probably in test prep mode.”

Yuki, next to me, groaned and slumped on the table. “Ugh… I think I’m better than before, but I gotta be careful, or it’ll affect my transcript…”

Test scores and midterms matter here, like in my old world.

“…But I’ll work hard, and maybe get a reward from Shun-nii, ehehe,” she said, looking at me, making my heart skip despite myself. I instantly thought of sexual rewards, my sense of normalcy warped in this world.

Still, after being with Maki-san, I was shameless. Mom smiled, “Ara ara,” but paused, looking thoughtful.

“…Right, maybe I should give Yuki a reward too, if her grades improve.”

“Really?” Yuki leaned forward eagerly. Her high test ranks made motivation key, and Mom likely knew what Yuki wanted better than I did. I was curious about her next words.

“Yuki always says she wants family outings, right? I couldn’t go to the amusement park, so I asked Yukari-chan, and we haven’t had many full-family trips… With how you are now, Shun-kun, it might be fine.”

Family outings were my dream. In my old world, I wasn’t hated, but my isolation cost me such chances.

Yuki nodded eagerly as Mom continued.

“So, maybe the four of us could take a short trip. It’d be a good break for Yuki, and Yukari-chan and I could drive to a suburban inn. I’ve looked into some safe places.”

She listed locations and inns, then asked, “If you two are okay with it?”

“If Shun-nii’s in, I want to go!” Yuki’s bright voice rang out. I sensed pre-April me would’ve refused such plans, judging from Mom’s tone.

A family trip felt slightly daunting, but with Mom, Yuki, and Yukari-san, it was too reassuring to decline.

“Yeah, if Yuki’s okay, I’m in,” I said. She cheered, “Yay!” Her honest reaction was adorable and healing.

“Fufu, then it’s settled. Somewhere in August, maybe… Any plans? Tutoring should still be flexible.”

Seizing the moment, I spoke up.

“Um, Mom, I want to plan something… early August, a camp…”

Though halting, I managed to tell Mom and Yuki about the literature club camp, relaying all Maki-san’s details, including dates and security. They listened attentively.

After my clumsy explanation, Mom smiled. “Fufu, you’ve really changed, Shun-kun, haven’t you?”

“The old you might’ve thought you were being dragged along by girls. But now, it seems you want to go, and that’s wonderful.”

Mom and Yuki nodded, respecting my school life dreams.

“I think the lodge was in a school pamphlet, with good security. And with Maki-chan there, even if something happens, she’ll keep you safe, fufu.”

In this world, as a guy, I’m the “protected” one. Though I’m not man enough to change that, I feel I need to move beyond being coddled. If I get too used to it, I’ll lose all appeal as a person.

“Having places where you feel you belong is good, Shun-kun. I want you to get along with lots of people. Everyone feels that way, right, Yuki?”

“Yeah! If Shun-nii’s happy, that’s what matters!”

Mom and Yuki respected my heart, never denying me.

It was wonderful, but I had to avoid arrogance. With that thought, I thanked them and bowed deeply.

On Monday, at lunch on the rooftop, I told Asagi-san and Maki-san about the camp and family trip.

Asagi-san said, “I heard about the camp from Maki, but if you want to go, there’s nothing to worry about!” She showed no malice or discontent, but another emotion surfaced.

“…Fufu, but a camp, an overnight… the love hotel was one thing, but I might want to stay with you somewhere far, Shun-kun… maybe I’ll ask someday… ♡”

Already thinking of the love hotel, imagining an inn stay with Asagi-san—what would that be like? Picturing a hot spring inn made me a bad guy, but her flushed cheeks made it unavoidable.

Maki-san murmured, “An overnight, huh…” The family trip, which I’d avoided tainting with lewd thoughts, seemed at risk of becoming sensual without anyone’s malice.

After school, I hurried home. I wanted to check with Yukari-san about the camp and, if approved, tell the literature club seniors tomorrow.

As a lover, joining a mostly female club camp might stir feelings. Asagi-san and Yuki were supportive, but I couldn’t skip checking with Yukari-san.

Yuki had tutoring, and Mom’s work would delay them, so Yukari-san should be home early to meet me.

Sure enough, only her shoes were at the entrance. Eager, I headed straight to Yukari-san’s room.